By the time it was all over, Phee had decided she really liked being on top. She felt a teensy bit worried that she was squishing him too much, but that was irrational nonsense, because look at his face. She really enjoyed watching Greg as he got closer and closer and then peaked, loving that he was watching her back while he was filled with so much pleasure. She felt a surge of accomplished pride when he came -- though that wasn’t exactly a difficult thing to do -- and she was grinning by the time his body relaxed again. “No, you,” she murmured teasingly, then leaned down to give him a few soft kisses. Phee lingered for another moment or two, then carefully climbed off of Greg, with only a little struggle with the condom coming halfway off. Once she was stretched out next to him, she sighed and added, “I feel like, way better now. Funny how that works.”
"I should fucking hope so," Greg tittered as he dealt with the condom, tying it off and tossing it in the trashcan next to the bed. He flopped back down next to her and turned his head to smile at her, feeling a little sleepy with all the endorphins rushing through his body. It was hard to worry about anything when he felt this good and Phee looked happy too so what was there to worry about again? No, he didn't need to remind himself yet, instead he'd just enjoy the moment. "I like you on top, did you like that?"
Her dreamy smile turned into a pleased grin and Phee nodded a bit. She rolled onto her side to look at him better, not even noticing what gravity always did to her tummy and breasts. Being naked and comfortable with Greg just felt too good to care. “I did like it, yeah,” she murmured, gazing at him with adoration. “Guess I did a good job, then?” Phee snuggled in closer, planting little kisses against his shoulder. It was awesome to already be good at something she thought she would have to practice. “You’re the best boyfriend,” she added softly.
"Hell yeah and hell yeah," Greg murmured. "You totally win first prize in the girlfriend race so that just makes us a couple of winners. Team best couple!" he held up his hand for a high five, grinning lazily at her. It might be a dorky thing to do but it wouldn't be the first time someone accused him of being a nerd, he just got away with it thanks to sports.
Phee never minded dorky, and she giggled as she gave him a soft high five. The idea of being on a team felt good, even if Greg was just joking around. It was probably too soon to be thinking of him as a solid partner in life, someone to take on the world with, but after tonight, how could Phee feel anything else? She cuddled in close and settled in again, content just to lie with him while their bodies cooled and time passed until she had to go home. Greg’s bed felt more like home than her own room at the moment, so Phee was going to soak it in until she couldn’t anymore.